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  • Ohio HB 798: The “Erasure Act” & the Cost of Visibility

    Ohio HB 798: The “Erasure Act” & the Cost of Visibility


    Best For:

    Political science Majors, transgender and gender non-conforming people, advocates, and those who fight for equal rights.


    The GOP’s Attack on Visibility on TDOV – Coincidence? Irony?

    The irony of House Bill 798 being introduced on Trans Day of Visibility (TDOV) isn’t lost on anyone. While we spent March 31st celebrating our existence, Rep. Josh Williams (R-Sylvania Twp.) was filing paperwork designed to make that existence legally invisible.

    This isn’t just another “bathroom bill.” This is a “Map of Hell” expansion that moves the goalposts from “protecting kids” to erasing adults. After the manufactured moral panic and outrage over Target selling chest binders and gaffs, the mask has finally slipped all the way off. In case you didn’t get this already, they don’t want to “protect” kids; they want us to stop existing in public, and honestly probably in private as well.


    Ohio HB 798 The New Legal Definition

    A Trap for the Transitioned:

    Ohio’s HB 798 doesn’t just use the word “sex,” it seeks to legally define it as “biological sex,” specifically determined by “internal and external reproductive anatomy” and “genetics” at birth. If you corrected our documents whether a decade ago or three months, this is a calculated attempt to make our current legal status “erroneous.”

    By narrowing the definition to chromosomes and anatomy at birth, the state is trying to create a legal “Ground Zero” that ignores medical transition, court orders, and any amount of lived experience. It turns our IDs into a “lie” in the eyes of the state, regardless of what our passports, birth certificates or social security records say.


    “Protecting Children” to Erasing Adults Ohio’s HB 798:

    For years, the rhetoric was centered on “protecting the youth” from permanent changes. But Ohio’s HB 798 proves that was a lie, but I’m sure like me you were already aware of that. As a transgender female to male who legally has changed his name and gender marker back in 2016, this bill feels like a targeted attempt. Ohio’s GOP wants to try and reach back into my past while systematically undoing my present, the same goes for everyone else like me in Ohio.

    The bill doesn’t just stop at K-12 schools; it targets the very foundational documents of adulthood:

    • Marriage Licenses:

    It seeks to freeze sex markers, ensuring your “biological sex” is the only thing the state recognizes on your wedding day.

    • Death Certificates:

    It mandates that even in death, your true identity can be erased, forcing a “biological” marker onto your final record.

    • The “Bounty Hunter” Clause:

    It allows private citizens to sue institutions if they “perceive” someone of the opposite sex in a restroom. This isn’t about safety; it’s about state-sponsored stalking.

    They told us it was about the children until they realized we weren’t going away. Now, they’re coming for our marriages, our dignity, and our right to die with our names intact.

    – Axton N. O. Mitchell

    My Wedding:

    I am getting married in October. This bill isn’t just a headline for me; it’s a shadow over my ceremony. While I have lived my truth for over a decade, the state of Ohio is trying to build a legal cage around the word “biological.”

    They want to make being trans so uncomfortable, so litigious, and so bureaucratically exhausting that we simply stop talking. They want us to live the lie because our truth is too inconvenient for their campaign trail.


    It is a pursuit of our identity that follows us literally to the grave, attempting to erase the life we actually lived in favor of the one they wanted for us.

    – Axton N. O. Mitchell

    Why Ohio’s HB 798 is a House of Horrors:

    • Retail Panic Result: This bill is the direct descendant of the rage sparked by binders, gaffs, and pride merch. It’s the legislative version of screaming in a Target aisle.
    • The Litigation Trap: By allowing lawsuits based on “perception,” Ohio is encouraging a culture where every stranger is a self-appointed gender inspector.
    • The Permanent Record: By banning changes to birth and death certificates, they are attempting to ensure that no matter how you live your life, the state gets the “last word” on who you were.

    When Existence Became the Crime:

    I saw the change pretty clearly. First, they said it was about “protecting children” from hormones and surgery, more permanent changes. Then, the goalposts moved to puberty blockers, and we already knew something was coming.

    Finally, when the moral panic shifted to Target putting out chest binders and tuck-friendly swimsuits, the mask fell off completely.

    They realized that transgender people and other gender nonconforming individuals aren’t just in clinics. We are in the woods, the parks, and in the workforce.

    Ohio’s HB 798 is the legislative response to that realization. It’s no longer about medical “safety“; it’s about making the everyday act of buying a binder in a store or using a public restroom a legal liability.

    They are trying to make our existence so litigious that corporations and schools are “scared” to accommodate us.

    Visibility without protection is a trap. They want us to be seen only so they can find us more easily

    – Axton N. O. Mitchell

    The November Ballot-

    Voter ID & the Erasure Act

    We cannot ignore the timing. With Ohio’s strict photo ID laws, any bill that muddies the water of what constitutes a “legal” sex marker is a threat to our right to vote.

    As we fight for the Ohio Equal Rights Amendment on the November 2026 ballot, bills like Ohio’s HB 798 act as a distraction and a deterrent.

    They want us so bogged down in fixing our birth certificates and worrying about bathroom lawsuits that we lose sight of the power we have at the polls. This isn’t just a bill; it’s a hurdle placed in front of the ballot box.


    We Are Here To Stay –

    Death BEFORE Detransition!

    Ohio’s HB 798 is currently just a house bill. A “taxpayer-funded press release,” as some have called it. It hasn’t passed yet, not even close and with my wedding coming up in October, I refuse to let a desperate bid for a Congressional seat ruin the joy of my big day.

    We’ve watched this house of cards being built, from the first House bills that is on its way to the Ohio Senate. Today is April fools day one of my favorite holidays. Though, for a moment I actually tried to act like it was a sick prank.

    Yet, you and I We see the map they are drawing. As we head toward the November elections and my own walk down the aisle, remember: they can change the paperwork, but they can’t change the truth of who we are.


  • The 2026 Pivot: Navigating Ohio’s New Cannabis Landscape

    The 2026 Pivot: Navigating Ohio’s New Cannabis Landscape


    Best For:

    Ohio Locals used to make Michigan runs, people who keep their stash in their center console, individuals who don’t smoke in their house, but smoke in their car, hemp, and CBD customers, and those people who support small businesses.


    A man Smoking a rolled cigar of flower sitting in his car outside his house in a grey backwards hat and black sweater
    Sitting outside your house smoking in your car is now illegal!

    As an Ohio Local & Legal THC Advocate:

    In Ohio, the only thing that changes faster than the weather is the law. If you’re local of follow the Ohio government you know it’s true. While we all celebrated the “green wave” of 2023, the tide has officially shifted as of March 20, 2026.

    If you’re still operating under the old rules of Issue 2, you are walking into a legal minefield without a map. This isn’t just a “tweak” to the system; it’s a complete overhaul of how we buy, carry, and consume.

    Below i have broken down the breakdown of the new SB 56 landscape. Now you don’t have to hunt for the information or be ill informed. You can save and reuse this to stay informed, stay protected, and keep your peace of mind intact


    Ohio’s lawmakers – Making changes:

    For nearly two years, Ohioans operated under the framework of Issue 2. Which was the 2023 voter-approved initiative that legalized adult-use marijuana with a focus on personal freedom.

    However, as of March 20, 2026, the legal landscape underwent its most significant overhaul to date. Senate Bill 56. Which Ohio is now considering the law of this state. This bill introduced new criminal penalties and tighter restrictions. I feel every Ohio resident needs to understand it to remain completely informed.  

    Man in a multicolored hoodie, smoking a Rolex cigar in his car
    Sitting in a parked car & smoking now illegal in Ohio.

    The goal here isn’t to assist anyone in skirting the law. I aim to provide a clear, fact-based map of what the law is today. While we work at comparing the new laws to what they were yesterday. In a shifting legal environment, being informed is your only real protection.


    From Issue 2 to SB 56: What Changed?

    When Issue 2 first went into effect in December 2023, it was hailed as a relatively open system. It allowed for high-potency extracts and a flexible approach to where and how you could carry your product. SB 56, signed by Governor DeWine in late 2025, has “recriminalized” several behaviors that were previously considered safe under the original voter-passed statute.  

    Man smoking large orange bong, in shorts and green shirt, nose, lips, beard and down showing as well as exhale.
    Man smokes banning in his garage shop.

    The most jarring change is the Mandatory Local Sourcing rule. Under the original 2023 law, the source of your cannabis was less of a legal flashpoint as long as you were within possession limits. As of March 20th, 2026, it is explicitly illegal to possess any cannabis in Ohio that was purchased from another state.

    Yes. Even if you bought it legally in Michigan, or any other legal state. The moment you cross the state line into Ohio, that product is considered contraband. If it isn’t from an Ohio-licensed dispensary or a legal home-grow in Ohio, possessing it is now a criminal offense.  


    Potency Caps and the Hemp Ban:

    The Ohio lawmakers also used SB 56 to lower the “ceiling” on what can be sold in Ohio dispensaries. This affects both recreational users and medical patients who rely on high-concentration products.  

    • Extracts and Concentrates: The allowable THC limit has been slashed from 90% down to a maximum of 70%.  
    • Raw Flower: Dried plant material is now capped at a maximum of 35% THC.  
    • The Hemp Loophole: Previously, “intoxicating hemp” products like Delta-8 were sold in gas stations and smoke shops. SB 56 has effectively banned these sales outside of licensed dispensaries. Any product with more than 0.5mg of THC per serving is now legally classified as marijuana and must be regulated by the Division of Cannabis Control.  
    Man in Dunkin’ Donuts shirt, black backwards hat, and sunglasses smokes a rolled cigar in his car outside
    Smoking outside your house in your car is now illegal in Ohio.

    The Legal Blueprint for Transport:

    The most common way people find themselves in legal friction is during transport. SB 56 has introduced “Open Container” logic for cannabis, making it much easier to face a misdemeanor charge. Even for something as simply as having your product in the wrong part of your car. To remain 100% legal while driving, you must follow these specific storage protocols:  

    • The product must remain in its original, unopened packaging as dispensed by the retailer.
    • If the seal is broken or the package has been opened, the law now mandates that the product (and all associated paraphernalia like pipes or vapes) must be stored in the trunk of the vehicle.
    • If your vehicle does not have a trunk, such as a hatchback, van, or SUV, the product must be stored behind the last upright seat or in an area not normally occupied by the driver or passengers.
    • Having an open bag of gummies or a jar of flower in your glove box or center console is now a punishable offense.  

    Consumption Boundaries – Public vs. Private:

    The “where” is just as important as the “how.” Under the 2026 update, public consumption is no longer a grey area; it is a prohibited act.  

    While you can legally consume on private property provided you own the home or have explicit permission from the landlord. Meaning you also cannot consume in any public space. This includes smoking, vaping, and even the use of edibles in parks, trail systems, concerts, on sidewalks, or in parking lots.

    Additionally, being a passenger in a vehicle while consuming THC products is now a misdemeanor of the third degree. The law has also removed previous non-discrimination protections. This means that while using it is still “legal,” it can be used as a factor in certain professional licensing or child custody situations if not handled within the strict confines of the law.  

    A man in a shoulder brace, black t shirt with blue hair smokes a cigar in his car outside
    Smoking in the car, is now illegal in Ohio.

    The Death of the “Gas Station High” – Intoxicating Hemp & Beverage Bans:

    One of the most aggressive maneuvers in SB 56 is the total elimination of the “unregulated” market. For the last few years, gas stations, convenience stores, and smoke shops across Ohio operated in a legal gray area. That allowed the selling if intoxicating hemp derivatives like Delta-8, Delta-10, and THCa.  

    As of March 20, 2026, that era is officially over. The new law has redefined “intoxicating hemp” to include anything containing more than 0.5mg of THC per serving. This change effectively reclassifies these products as marijuana, meaning:  

    • Gas Stations and Smoke Shops are now strictly prohibited from selling vapes, gummies, or flower derived from hemp if they contain intoxicating levels of THC.  
    • The Beverage Veto: In a late-stage move, Governor DeWine used a line-item veto to strike down a provision that would have allowed bars, restaurants, and breweries to sell low-dose (5mg) THC-infused seltzers.  
    • Dispensary-Only Access: Because of that veto, THC-infused beverages (even those derived from hemp) can now only be sold inside state-licensed cannabis dispensaries. Your local brewery can no longer legally serve or sell these “mocktails” or seltzers for on-site consumption or carry-out.  

    This isn’t just a change in where you buy; it’s a change in what exists on the shelf. Thousands of Ohio businesses have had to clear their inventory this week to avoid felony possession and trafficking charges. If you see a “THC beverage” or “Delta-8 gummy” being sold at a non-licensed corner store today, that business is operating outside the law and risking immediate closure.


    Staying Compliant- Possession and Cultivation:

    Possession limits remain at 2.5 ounces of plant material or 15 grams of extract. For those who choose to grow at home, the limit of six plants per adult (and 12 per household) still stands. However, SB 56 adds a “visibility” clause: your plants must be in a secured, locked area that is not visible to the naked eye from any public space.  

    By following these updated 2026 standards, sourcing locally, transporting in the trunk, and keeping consumption strictly private, you can navigate Ohio’s new landscape with the confidence of someone who knows exactly where the line is drawn.


    Knowledge is Our Only Armor:

    The transition from Issue 2 to Senate Bill 56 represents a significant tightening of the “personal freedom” Ohio citizens originally voted for. Whether you see these changes as necessary protections or an overreach of state power, the reality remains: law enforcement now has a new set of teeth. 

    In order to stay 100% “above board” in 2026, remember the big three: Source locally, stash in the trunk, and smoke in private. As the legal landscape continues to evolve, I’ll keep tracking the shifts so you don’t have to guess where the line is. Stay safe out there, Ohio.

    Side view of a bearded pale skinned man smoking a yellow penis shaped pipe inside a home
    Smoking a penis shaped bowl inside a private residence.
  • Transgender Day of Visibility 2026 – Strength, Survival, & Being Seen:

    Transgender Day of Visibility 2026 – Strength, Survival, & Being Seen:


    Best For:

    Transgender & Gender Nonconforming People, Advocates & Allied Humans, Openminded Individuals, Those Who Are Exploring Gender, and Those Who Wish to Educate Themselves.


    What Is Transgender Day of Visibility 2026 – Why It Matters:

    Today, March 31, 2026, the digital landscape is saturated with the colors of the trans pride flag. Timelines fill, brands post statements, and visibility becomes something that can be performed in seconds and forgotten just as fast as the day ends. For many, Trans Day of Visibility is reduced to aesthetics. A selfie. A repost. A temporary alignment.

    For a binary presenting transgender man navigating the professional, medical, and social realities of 2026, visibility is not a costume. It is not seasonal. It is not always an optional choice. It is tactical, beautiful, heavy, freeing, and often dangerous.

    Leaving a lot of transgender people who do not, or cannot live stealth have taken to saying that “we are visible for those who cannot be.” That statement gets repeated every year, but rarely is it unpacked.

    Some of us simply put cannot be visible because the conditions are more hostile now than ever in my life. Transgender individuals experience safety as an uneven frame with no real filter.

    Visibility is not evenly distributed. It is carried with a heavy rhetoric and stigmatization.

    Transgender women and men a like all know that being seen still carries consequences that range from social isolation to systemic neglect to extreme abuse leading to death. The world has not evolved past that truth, if anything we have somehow become less accepting.

    Until visibility stops being a risk calculation, it is not freedom. It is risky exposure. That means one of us still choose to live our truth, regardless of the repercussions, and that is how we are visible for those who cannot be.


    The Origin of Transgender Day of Visibility –

    Why March 31 Exists:

    To understand the weight of this day, you have to understand what came before it.

    Before 2009, public recognition of transgender lives was largely confined to Transgender Day of Remembrance. Visibility was tied to death only, if you look at the bigger view. Names were read only after their lives were taken. Stories were told after it was too late for those people to tell them with their own voices.

    Rachel Crandall-Crocker created Trans Day of Visibility as a direct response to that imbalance. The intention was simple and necessary. Trans people deserved to be seen while alive. Not as statistics. Not as tragic narratives. As full, present human beings.

    March 31 was chosen to create space outside of mourning.

    Over time, the language shifted. Awareness replaced urgency. Awareness is a passive tool when used in this manner . It requires nothing put a post on your Facebook one day of the year saying you care, even if you don’t.

    2026 is not about awareness. It is about presence.

    Visibility now requires refusal to be minimized as well as an equal amount of refusal to be spoken for. It requires existing without distortion.

    We are not a monolith. We are not a campaign. We are not a symbol.


    The Brutal Cost – Remembering Sam Nordquist:

    A Life Taken far too Soon:

    Any conversation about visibility that avoids consequence is incomplete, can I understand the original want for this day to stay away from grief. When you look at the bigger picture, you’ll understand that that’s simply impossible with the way things are going on at this stage…

    Sam Nordquist was a 24-year-old biracial and transgender man. Along with being trans this beautiful young man was a group home aide. Most importantly he was a human being with a future that should have continued. We will not stop until Sam gets without justice. There is not peace without any peace. We cannot continue to have hope, realistically.

    In the beginning of 2025, Sam’s life was taken tragically in the name of “love”.

    The System that Dropped the Ball:

    His death reflects a multi-agency systemic failure. His family raised concerns. His mother asked for help. His sister asked for help. He went to adult protective services and asked for help and they sent him back there. These monsters were staying in a hotel turned into an apartment complex for homeless people. Yet no one heard them from the walls as thin as paper. Recently, Kayla and her mother Linda were in the New York area on video they were screaming from quite a distance away from Patty’s Lodge, people came out they heard them. Where were the people at that should’ve heard Sam? The complex was fully “rented” for lack of better words.

    Intervention did not come in time. At the time a police officer local to the area of New York was quoted telling Kayla Nordquist that she just watched too many true crime stories in her brother’s fine. I hope the cop eats those words daily. I forgot they are called to protect, serve, and pass judgment the fucked up ways of America’s boys in blue.

    Visibility is NOT a Magic Cloak:

    Visibility does not guarantee protection and being known does not guarantee response. Systems can and do fail even when warning signs exist. When you’re living in a system that system wants to erase this is what help looks like.

    For many trans men and women, especially those who are not white visibility increases scrutiny without increasing safety in any form.


    Visible for Those Bound by Fear and Survival-

    Transgender Day of Visibility 2026:

    When we say “visible for those who can’t be,” we are describing our layered reality.

    • The Stolen Youth:

    Trans youth facing restrictions on healthcare, education, and participation. As well as new bills being geared at adults as well.

    • The Stealth and the Scared:

    Trans men and women are forced to without disclosure for safety and survival. Forcing us to live in hiding either through stealth aligned gender or truth not living in their truth.

    • The Global Struggle:

    The global attack on transgender and gender nonconforming communities. Normalizing situations where being trans is criminalized sometimes proposing felony charges.


    The 2026 Landscape –

    Survival as a Revolutionary Acting

    The legislative pressure continues across the United States, targeting healthcare, identity, and public life. Economic disparity remains, with trans people facing higher unemployment and poverty rates.

    Mental health outcomes improve with affirming connection, making visibility a survival factor people who are already present across all areas of life.


    Evidence of Resistance – Survival Itself:

    Being a binary-identified transgender man in 2026 means reconstructing masculinity outside inherited systems. Visibility exists across multiple different layers.

    • Professional identity.
    • Creative documentation.
    • Joy outside of struggle.
    • Digital preservation of lived experience..

    We are building continuity, not a momentary presence, but lasting record of real life pressures, progress, and prosperity.


    No One is Free Until We All Are:

    Visibility without safety is incomplete.

    Trans Day of Visibility 2036 is not a celebration endpoint. It is a checkpoint in an ongoing condition.

    Some of us stand in the light because we have no choice if we expect anything to change.

    For Sam Nordquist, though and for all the other victims of unprecedented bigotry and hate. We all unwillingly navigating systems that do not respond. All of you whose risk outweighs the reward when it comes to visibility yet, we are here for you. I will do whatever I can to make a better way for all of you and those still trying to decide whether survival is possible.

    Our goal is not visibility alone, but visibility without fear. Until then, I will carry it, for you and all of the shit they throw at you.


  • Dundee Falls: Quartz, Multiple Waterfalls, & Mystery Blue Stones

    Dundee Falls: Quartz, Multiple Waterfalls, & Mystery Blue Stones


    Best for:

    Waterfall Lovers, high reward hiking enthusiasts, Ohio locals, nature journal readers, and anyone looking for adventure.

    Bare Forrest floor and foliage with two green metal signs showing trail markers
    The green poles for trails “A” & “B”

    Trailhead Overview – Beach City Wild Area:

    Location & Access:

    The trailhead for Dundee Falls I parked at is a large gravel lot located off of Dundee Wilmot road in Beach City, Ohio, within the Beach City Wildlife Area. A small brown sign that says “Beach City Wildlife Area” marks the entrance.

    Luna and I made our arrival at 10:14 AM, on March 25th, 2026. The temperature registered 46°F according to the car’s reading. However, by the time I returned to the vehicle after completing the 2.6-mile out-and-back trail, the temperature had climbed to 65°F. The drive from my starting point took approximately one hour and forty-five minutes. After passing Zanesville all the way to the trailhead, there weren’t many-established towns. About the time I started thinking I’d surely pee my pants I found a gas station combined with a car wash, and I am so thankful they had a facility.

    Algae and moss lined small waterfall above the first large waterfall right along the trail.
    Small waterfall.

    Trail Markings & Facilities:

    The trailhead is marked with a square green metallic sign displaying the letter “A.” Additional signage indicates the Beach City Wild Area boundary, though numerous “Posted Private Property” signs are also visible in the vicinity.

    There are no restrooms at this trailhead. There are no garbage cans, no garbage bags, and no other facilities of any kind. Visitors must pack out everything they bring in, and ideally, pack out additional trash left by others. It is essential to bring doggie bags and your trash back to your car and to a garbage can from there.

    Small hole in a mossy log. Surrounded by Forrest foliage.
    Mossy log.

    Parking Lot Geology:

    The glittering appearance of the gravel lot is not from crushed glass or decorative stone. It’s actually from the natural bedrock that underlies the entire Beach City Wildlife Area. This is the Sharon Conglomerate formation, a quartz-rich sandstone deposited by ancient river systems millions of years ago.

    The silica within the sand crystallized over time, forming hundreds of tiny quartz crystal facets that catch the light. While the sandstone matrix is too brittle for tumbling, individual quartz grains can be collected from this matrix for specimen jars, representing the foundational geology of the region.

    Though collecting in Beach City Wildlife Area is not legally permitted. This acts as an identification and geographical guide for areas that allow the collecting of natural materials.

    Dead log with orange mushrooms growing surrounded by Forrest foliage.
    Small orange mushrooms.

    Ohio Cannabis Law Update: March 2026:

    A significant shift in Ohio law occurred this week regarding cannabis. Adult-use marijuana is still legal in Ohio following voter approval last year. Now the specifics of where consumption is permitted are much more narrow. The law technically limits smoking cannabis to private residences specifically, the house that you own or where you have explicit permission from the property owner. Public consumption, including in vehicles, in parking lots, on trails, and within wildlife areas, is not legally permitted.

    This is a changing legal landscape, and individuals are responsible for understanding their rights and risks. I do not care what the law is or what it doesn’t say. I care that people are aware of where they stand within the changing legal framework. Whether you choose to bring products with you or not, knowing the current restrictions allows for informed decisions.

    Small rock overhanging the creek
    Nice rock overhang bro.

    Trail Experience – Upper and Lower Dundee Falls:

    The trail from the “A” marker follows an out-and-back route along the creek system, crossing the water multiple times throughout the journey. The path provides access to a series of waterfalls, beginning with 2 smaller cascades before reaching the first major waterfall.

    After crossing over the top of that first large waterfall and continuing alongside it, the trail reveals many additional smaller waterfalls. Before arriving at the second major waterfall where the trail ends many more smaller waterfalls pop up letting you know you are close. Beyond that point, the trail continues a very short distance before ending just as quickly as it began.

    Smaller of the two waterfalls from a distance surrounded by larger rocks and bare trees.
    The smaller of the two bigger waterfalls.

    Water Features & Cave Recesses:

    Throughout the trail, water appears in various forms beyond the named falls. Water drippings. These not quite waterfalls but consistent seepage, emerge from the edges of cave recesses and along rock walls. These drippings contribute to the moss growth visible on many surfaces and create the damp conditions that make portions of the trail slippery.

    The cave recesses themselves are numerous, particularly off the areas leading up to the two big waterfalls. One area features a natural alcove where water falls into a pool surrounded by cave walls. A spot that I feel would be ideal for sitting in the water on a warmer day.

    Bare trees, Forrest foliage, and a small waterfall right beside the trail.
    A smaller waterfall after the first bigger waterfall.

    I have an insatiable urge to be inside the stream of as many waterfalls as I can.Today though, I went behind the second waterfall. Yes, the larger of the two, to get photographs and videos from that perspective, as well as to check out the cave behind it. When water temperatures and air temperatures are warmer, I plan on standing underneath both of these running falls and spending more time in the water.

    Large waterfall flowing into Rocks and a shallow stream beside the trail.
    The second of the bigger waterfalls,

    Trail Conditions & Safety:

    The final section leading down to the last larger waterfall presents the most challenging conditions. The path becomes much more narrow, slippery, and wet, requiring careful foot placing. The trail runs along the edge for a considerable distance with open drop-offs that lack any warning barriers.

    None of this trail is ADA accessible, nor is it suitable for large groups. For those bringing children, only bring those who listen reliably, mind the trails edge, and respond to verbal warnings.

    Red coat bully breed dog with blue collar stands at the edge of the ravine.
    Luna baby on the trail.

    For dogs, full control is non-negotiable. Luna, my pitbull, navigated it without issue, but a dog that pulls, bolts, or ignores commands could be seriously hurt given the open edges throughout.

    Speaking of Luna, she is back on the hiking prowl after some time away, and this was her first full-size hike since returning, yesterday. She took full advantage of the warming weather. Wading or swimming in every pool and stream she could find. I checked her tag. It reads “made out of 100% water dog” given how quickly she finds any available water it fits.

    Red coat dog in blue collar stands staring at the stream on trail in the woods.
    Luna waiting to jump on in the water.

    Trail Markers & Offshoots:

    One offshoot from the main trail is marked with a red spray painted arrow. This loop ultimately leads back to a different section of the trail already covered, making it a detour rather than a separate destination.

    The B-sign offshoot, encountered on the return before reaching the first big fall a second time, leads to two or three small overlooks. These are accessible by standing on different rock and boulder ledges. The overlooks provide varied perspectives on another side of the ravine system.

    Large moss covered boulders line the trail surrounded by bare trees and dead leaves.
    Large rocks on trail.

    Total Mileage & Time:

    The total distance covered from car to car was 2.6 miles. I completed the trail in 2 hours and 5 minutes. This pace was much slower than what is typical for me. This slower time is a product of the numerous stops I took for:

    • photography & videography of the trees, streams, waterfalls, rock formations, and Luna,
    • nature journal note-taking
    • observation
    • reflection journaling
    • and allowing Luna to explore.

    My croc junipers were wet and dry at least three times over the course of the hike due to creek crossings and damp conditions.

    Red coat dog in creek wearing blue collar surrounded by large rocks and water
    Luna walking in the wading pools.

    Geological Features & Rock Hounding:

    Sharon Conglomerate Formation:
    The quartz-rich parking lot gravel is only the beginning. Throughout the trail, the Sharon Conglomerate appears in outcroppings, creek beds, and exposed rock faces. This formation dates to the Pennsylvanian period, approximately 300 million years ago.

    It represents ancient river channels and delta systems that once covered this region. Other large rock formations are visible at Nelson-Kennedy Ledges, Hocking Hills, CVNP, and other Ohio nature preserves. This acts to demonstrate Ohio’s topography extends far beyond farmland or flatlands.

    Rock ledges moss covered boulders, bare trees, and dead leaves
    Boulders, moss, trees, and leaves.

    Iron Stains & Color Indicators:

    I noticed a significant number of orange and black rocks throughout stream next to the trail. These iron deposits are characteristic of the region and indicate the presence of mineral-rich water percolating through the sandstone over millennia.

    The same orange staining appears on rock faces, within cave recesses, and along the edges of water drippings.

    Graffiti on sand stone walls with bare and evergreen trees and dead leaves.
    Graffiti on sandstone cliffs.

    Honeycombing & Fossils:

    The cave and rock walls throughout the trail feature extensive honeycomb weathering. This is a pattern of small cavities eroded into the sandstone. A texture that is common in the Sharon Conglomerate and adds visual interest to the recesses and overhangs.

    Fossils are also present within the formation, though identifying them requires careful attention to the rock matrix.

    Moss covered rock cliff, blue sky’s, bare trees, and dripping water.
    Water dripping off overhanging cliffs covered in moss.

    Downed Trees & Specimen Collection:

    Our recent slew storms bringing high winds have felled numerous trees along the trail. Downed trees like these are excellent places to look for crystals such as quartz points, and other natural materials.

    When a tree falls, it brings up the material that was buried underneath it. These materials would have been otherwise stuck in the ground beneath the tree’s root system, inaccessible while the tree grew.

    When in places that allow natural minerals to be collected, collecting from felled trees requires no disturbances. You’re not harming organisms and digging into the soil, making it a low-impact way to find specimens.

    Axton in black beanie green sweater and stone necklace on trail
    Me on trail.

    A Leave No Trace Breakdown:

    Tree Carvings the Scope of the Issue :

    Over the course of this single 2.6-mile out-and-back trail, I counted 45 separate carved trees. Given my tendency to hyperfocus on some details while missing others, there were likely additional carvings I passed without registering. These 45 carved trees are on one trail in one nature preserve. The carvings are mostly initials and dates

    One tree features a cross-shaped missing patch. From what I think was natural causes or at least caused by something non-human. Then someone carved “Jesus” below it. As a nonbeliever and a tree carving hater, I both laughed and shook my head.

    Carved tree on trail with dead leaves and bare trees in the background.
    Carved tree

    Why Tree Carvings Matter:

    Tree carvings damage the vascular tissue beneath the bark, creating entry points for disease, fungi, and pests. A tree that survives a carving still bears that wound for its lifetime. Unlike a scar on human skin that fade, the damage to a tree remains. Thus, structurally compromising a tree for years and years.


    Graffiti on Natural Elements:

    There is also spray paint all over the rock faces throughout the trail. Please, if you must tag or do graffiti, do it when you are urban exploring. An abandoned factory or warehouse is one thing. Historical, geographical, and natural places are not your ethical canvas.

    The same applies to rock carvings. Natural rock surfaces take centuries to recover from graffiti and carvings. The sandstone here is soft enough to carve easily, which makes it all the more vulnerable to permanent damage.

    Cross hole forming on tree with Jesus carved underneath
    Jesus!

    A Note on Accountability:

    I am not saying I have never done any of these things. I have taken organic material from places before I realized it was harmful, and left organic food materials outside of their normal environment. I have at some point in my life not known better. Though, I didn’t care to either; I did not give a fuck.

    We are in an age where information is at our fingertips. We cannot claim we just did not know or we just do not care anymore. The Earth deserves better and information is available. The principles of Leave No Trace are accessible to anyone who looks.

    Let’s learn from all of our past mistakes. Take the information and do better. Share it with the people you bring with you. Clean up after those who do not yet know. That is all it takes. Just one person, one small kind piece of advice, and one small changed action.

    Tree folded in half on trail
    Deflated tree.

    Flora, Fauna, & Sensory Notes:

    Wildlife Encounters:

    Upon exiting my car at the trailhead, I heard a woodpecker knocking on a tree. Occasionally a light wind moved through the field and trees.

    Then in the stream, while crossing, Luna started messing with something on the dry rock bar in the stream. For the first time ever we happened upon a snake, before I could see what it was. The creature got away from her before she could get it and thankfully swam off unharmed. It was a garter snake, dark-colored, possibly black, with a green or yellow stripe down each sides.

    I tried to get a video but only managed two very low-quality photographs while fumbling with my phone. I wish I had gotten a better image or video captured of it. Snakes usually do not take me by surprise.

    Wet stone cliff walls and falling water
    The look from inside the bigger waterfall.

    Spring Growth:

    Light pink or purple wildflower patches appeared in several locations along the trail. The bulbs and growth of onion grass are visible throughout forest floor foliage. Onion grass looks like grass, smells like onions, tastes like onions. Moss and mushrooms thriving on cave walls, forest floors, and recessed rock surfaces.

    Clearly taking advantage of the consistent moisture from water drippings. The fresh spring growth is evident in the greenery emerging along the trail edges and the increased bird activity.

    The smaller of the large falls from top view. Trees laying across ravine opening.
    Smaller of the two waterfalls.

    Human Encounters:

    I did not see another person on the trail until the return portion of the hike. When Luna and I passed an older couple. One of the two stopped and greeted us, asking if she could pet Luna. After we exchanged pleasantries and went our separate ways.

    This is the second trip in two days where Luna has received attention from strangers. At rising park yesterday a child played with her. Then today an adult gave her head pats. I love this for her.

    In the past many times when we were on trails with friends’ dogs, some people shy away or make assumptions because Luna is a pitbull. Not only are those people missing out on a friendly, well-behaved water dog who just wants to say hello, they also seem to affect her mood however momentarily it may be.

    Blue and dust covered stones in the center of Axton’s palm.
    Mystery blue stones.

    Ohio’s Hidden Topography:

    Beyond the Flatland Reputation:

    Ohio gets dismissed as flat, and boring farmland. There is nuance to the actual topography of Ohio. I am not sure we have an actual mountain, but we have insane views for the Midwest.

    Believe it or not you can get Tennessee waterfalls without leaving Ohio. You can also get Kentucky natural bridges without crossing the state line. Elevation gain without booking a flight. You just have to know where to go.

    Comparable Ohio Locations:

    The rock formations at Dundee Falls are similar to those at Hocking Hills, Rising Park (Mount Pleasant), Piatt Gorge, Raven Rock Preserve, Nelson-Kennedy Ledges, and Cuyahoga Valley National Park to just name a few . These are not destinations that require extensive travel. They are mostly small-name parks, preserves, and natural areas scattered across the state.

    Rocky Cliff overhang with spring blooming tree ontop and blue skies behind
    Tree growing out of a rocky cliff.

    You may be surprised how many of them in your backyard. You just have to look. You have to be willing to do the work instead of opening an internet browser, booking a flight plan, and flying to the next tourist destination to stand in line behind hundreds of other hikers doing the same thing.

    Sustainable Backyard Hiking:

    I am not saying do not take that big trip ever. I am saying phase them out. Love what you can hear before you cannot. To practice more sustainable backyard hiking.

    There are views are here as well. The waterfalls are here, even the elevation changes are here. They are just not all advertised the way the tourist destinations are.

    You just have to look. You might have to be willing to drive an hour and forty-five minutes to a gravel lot with no restrooms and a sign that says A. As well as willing to cross the creek many times and get your shoes wet. That is how you find the places that are still worth finding.

    Posted private property red sign on a tree in front of plowed field and blue skies.
    Posted private property sign.

    Gear & Preparation Notes:

    I brought a Red Bull, a Starbucks glass bottle vanilla coffee, and my hiking pack.

    My pack contained, like always my large battery pack that will recharge my phone roughly seven or eight times on a full charge. As well as three metallic reusable path water bottles, an iPhone charger, a C-type charger, an the school universal charger. I of course have my small med kit, a change of socks, bags to put over my socks yet inside my hiking shoes (a trick for keeping feet dry after crossings), a tripod, and other content creating items. As well as Luna’s boots in case she needed them and the will to adventure.

    Health & Safety Gear:

    My pack also included my inhaler and prescription medication, a smaller pack with my ID and medical card, a notebook, a pen, a Sharpie marker, and a change of underwear with the extra socks.

    I brought medical surgical masks and KN95s in case of bat droppings or anything harmful to breathe in cave recesses, and a hat with a face covering. I also had a toboggan for myself and a jacket for Luna. Cold weather gloves and specimen gloves were packed separately. One pair for warmth, one for handling bones or foraging materials without contaminating them.

    Off white sparkling large heart shaped rock on trail surrounded by dead leaves
    Large heart shaped rock.

    Rock Hounding & Specimen Collection:

    I still have my ice spikes on my pack for winter conditions. As well as my chisels and pickaxes for rock hounding and plastic bags for specimens.

    The downed trees along the trail would provided opportunities to examine material brought up from below. Doing so this way removes the digging and disturbing living organisms. I found a few dark blue stone that felt like natural material rather than slag glass. Though I am not sure if they are slag left over from the iron smelting process or natural materials.

    Navigation & Communication:

    I downloaded an offline use map on AllTrails and I also maintain a subscription that allows location sharing in an emergency situation without needing service. There is not reliable cell service at the trailhead or along most of the trail, making offline maps essential to navigation. I typically notate through Google Keep to take trail journal notes throughout the hike as well to keep my memories and thoughts until I can draft.

    Boulder covered in moss with dead leaves underneath
    More rocks

    Final Trail Stats:

    • Total Mileage: 2.6 miles out-and-back
    • Total Time: 2 hours 5 minutes
    • Start Temperature: 46°F
    • End Temperature: 65°F
    • Creek Crossings: Multiple; shoes wet four times and dried three times before reaching the car
    • Carved Trees Counted: 45
    • Other Hikers Encountered: 2
    • Trash Collected: Glass, Pepsi and beer cans, and pistachio shells
    • Animal Sightings: 1 snake, many minnows, a few squirrels, and a woodpecker
    • Waterfalls: 2 very large walk-behind waterfalls and many little ones surrounding.
    Luna a red coat bully breed in blue collar up close on the trail.
    Luna baby

    Before you go:

    Waterfall Confessions reflection journal prompt answered here. “What part of your past still echoes the loudest?”

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  • When the Wish Card Flips: What This Daily Tarot Pull Taught Us

    When the Wish Card Flips: What This Daily Tarot Pull Taught Us


    Best for:

    Spiritual Individuals, daily ritual practitioners, tarot beginners, overindulgers, and anyone feeling unfulfilled.


    Delayed Gratification:

    There’s something sacred about the moment I clock out of work around 6AM, finally able to settle into my early morning. My laptop closes, notifications fade, and I reach for my tarot deck, to map out my days off. It’s a ritual of mine.

    A small but meaningful way to transition from doing to being. I shuffle slowly, sometimes asking a quiet question, sometimes just inviting whatever message needs to find me. Though, weekly I make sure to pull a few solo cards for my different daily outlooks, I do larger readings too.

    This morning, I filmed the pull for a TikTok. The card that surfaced was the Nine of Cups, the card often called the “wish card.” Except it wasn’t upright, glowing with satisfaction and self-congratulation. It was upside down. Reversed.

    In the video, you see me shuffling, the card flip and my pause. The moment a card about fulfillment shows up reversed, you know the universe is asking you to look a little closer. So let’s talk about what that really means, and what we can actually do about it.

    Two stacks of black cards sitting in wooden table
    The shuffle.

    What the Nine of Cups Means When It’s Right-Side Up:

    Before we dig into the reversal, it helps to understand why this card carries so much weight in the first place.

    In its upright position, the Nine of Cups is pure contentment. The traditional Rider-Waite-Smith image shows a figure seated with arms crossed, surrounded by nine gleaming cups arranged behind them. Their expression is one of quiet pride, not boastful, but deeply satisfied. This is the card of wishes granted, goals met, and emotional security achieved. It says: You have what you wanted. Rest in that.

    When I pull this card upright after a long workday, it feels like a pat on the back. A confirmation that my efforts are landing, my needs are being met, and I’m allowed to simply enjoy where I am.

    But when it appears reversed? That’s when the conversation gets more interesting.


    Unpacking the Reversed Nine of Cups – What’s Really Going On:

    A reversed card isn’t a curse or a bad omen. It’s usually an invitation to look at the energy of the card from a different angle. It is sometimes the shadow side, sometimes the blocked side, or sometimes the not-yet side. With the Nine of Cups reversed, there are a few distinct flavors this message can take.

    1. The Wish Is Delayed (Not Denied).

    Sometimes the reversal simply means timing. You put something out into the universe, a goal, a hope, a milestone, and it hasn’t landed yet. The cups are still being filled. This isn’t failure; it’s the space between the ask and the answer. The challenge here is patience, and the discomfort of not knowing when.

    1. You Got What You Wanted, but It Didn’t Feel Like You Expected.

    This is a sneaky one. You achieve the thing, the job, the relationship, the external marker of success. But instead of euphoria, you feel… flat. The Nine of Cups reversed can show up when we’ve been chasing something we thought would make us happy, only to realize it was the wrong wish altogether. The fulfillment was hollow because it wasn’t truly yours.

    1. You’re Performing Satisfaction While Feeling Empty.

    Another common expression of this card reversed is the gap between appearance and reality. Maybe to the outside world, everything looks fine. You’re functioning, you’re smiling, you’re checking boxes. But internally, you feel disconnected, lonely, or unfulfilled. This version of the card asks: Who are you pretending to be okay for?

    1. Overindulgence as a Substitute for Fulfillment.

    The upright Nine of Cups enjoys life’s pleasures. Reversed, that enjoyment can tip into excess. If we are using food, shopping, scrolling, or other comforts to fill an emotional void. It’s not about the indulgence itself; it’s about what you’re trying to soothe without actually addressing it.

    A Pale hand, with black lined fern leaf tattoo, and green sweater sleeve reaches for black card on wooden table.
    The flip.

    How to Shift the Energy – Practical Ways to Realign:

    One of the reasons I love pulling a daily card is that it’s never just a diagnosis. This is my compass. If the reversed Nine of Cups appears, here are concrete ways to work with its energy and create real change.

    1. Clarify What You Actually Want.

    Sit down with a notebook and ask yourself: What am I currently pursuing? If I achieved it tomorrow, would I genuinely feel fulfilled, or would I immediately need the next thing? Separate wishes that come from societal expectation, comparison, or old versions of yourself from wishes that genuinely align with who you are now.

    Action step: Write down one goal you’ve been chasing. Beneath it, write why you want it. If the “why” feels hollow, give yourself permission to pause or pivot.

    1. Practice Honest Inventory, Not Performance.

    If you suspect you’ve been projecting satisfaction you don’t fully feel, start small. Pick one person you trust and share something real about where you’re struggling. The goal isn’t to dump negativity, it’s to close the gap between your inner experience and outer presentation. Fulfillment can’t grow in a space where you’re constantly performing.

    Action step: This week, say one honest thing about your emotional state that you’d normally keep to yourself. Notice how it shifts the quality of your connection.

    1. Delay the Dopamine Hit.

    When the reversed Nine of Cups points toward overindulgence, the fix isn’t puritanical restriction, it’s intentionality. Before you reach for a comfort habit (snacking, online shopping, binge-watching), pause for sixty seconds and ask: Am I doing this to genuinely enjoy it, or to avoid something?

    Action step: Create a five-minutepause practice.” When you notice the urge to numb or distract, take five deep breaths first. Then choose consciously rather than automatically.

    1. Reframe “Delayed” as “In Progress

    If your wish simply hasn’t arrived yet, the antidote is often reframing. Instead of seeing the delay as a rejection, treat it as a building phase. What skills, resources, or emotional readiness does this wish require that you’re still cultivating?

    Action step: Make a short list: What is this waiting period preparing me for? Even if the answer is simply patience, that’s a legitimate form of preparation.


    Why the Daily Pull Matters – Even When the Card Isn’t “Good”:

    My daily card pull isn’t about fortune-telling. It’s about staying in conversation with myself. When I pulled the reversed Nine of Cups, the video captured a real moment, not a curated one. That’s the point.

    Rituals like this keep us honest. They remind us that fulfillment isn’t a permanent state; it’s something we navigate, lose touch with, and return to. A reversed wish card doesn’t mean the universe is saying no. It’s saying let’s check the fine print before you sign.

    White background card with black boarders and designs, on a wooden table, card is being placed down by pale fingers with slightly showing tattoo and green sweater sleeve.
    The card.

    The Wish Is Still Yours:

    The Nine of Cups reversed isn’t a cancellation of your desires. It’s an invitation to refine them. In my own life, pulling this card reminded me that I’ve been chasing a few things on autopilot. Things I assumed would bring relief but that I haven’t stopped to ask if I actually want anymore.

    Your wishes don’t disappear just because one card shows up upside down. But sometimes they need to be held up to the light, examined from a different angle, and maybe even let go of. This way something truer can take their place.

    So if this card has appeared for you, here’s my encouragement: don’t panic. Don’t dismiss it. Let it be the start of a better question. Not “When will I get what I want?” but “What do I truly want to feel? What is one honest step I can take toward that today?

    The cups are still yours. They’re just rearranging themselves into something that actually fits.


  • Rewind, Repeat, Revisit: My Most Rewatched Series

    Rewind, Repeat, Revisit: My Most Rewatched Series


    Best for:

    Medical drama lovers, scary movie buffs, parody film enthusiasts, and creative writing readers.

    What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times?

    Becoming us:

    Some stories don’t just entertain us… they become part of who we are. They anchor us to memories. Others may accompany us through life’s transitions, or offer comfort in their predictability while life is ever changing around us.

    For me, three series have earned the distinction of being watched more than five times each at least: Grey’s Anatomy, Rob Zombie’s Halloween films, and the Scary Movie franchise. Would make up my top three, Degrassi, Wife’s with Knives, The Chucky Series, and Stabbed coming in close runners up.

    One gave me chaos wrapped in scrubs; the others let me bond with the people I love most over slashers and satire. Together, they form a strange but perfect trifecta of my emotional landscape.


    Grey’s Anatomy: The Perfect Amount of Chaos:

    There’s a reason Grey’s Anatomy has endured for nearly two decades. Beyond the complex medical cases and will-they-won’t-they romances, the show mastered something few others have: the perfect amount of chaos.

    • Emotional whiplash as comfort: One moment you’re laughing at a character’s absurd one-liner; the next, you’re sobbing over a patient who didn’t make it. That rapid emotional shift feels chaotic, but for viewers who process emotions in nonlinear ways, it mirrors internal experience rather than disrupting it.
    • Found family in scrubs: The ensemble cast creates a sense of belonging that feels earned through shared trauma. This is something that resonates deeply with anyone who has found their people in unexpected places.
    • Repetition as ritual: Watching Grey’s Anatomy multiple times isn’t about being surprised by plot twists. It’s about returning to a world where emotions are big, people fight and forgive, and somehow, the hospital keeps spinning. There’s comfort in knowing what’s coming while still feeling every beat.

    The research on “comfort viewing” suggests that rewatching familiar series reduces anxiety by providing predictability in an unpredictable world. A 2021 study in Psychology of Popular Media found that rewatching favorite shows serves as a form of emotional regulation. Thus, helping viewers manage stress through narrative familiarity. Grey’s Anatomy, with its high emotional stakes balanced by consistent character dynamics, functions as an ideal comfort text for many viewers.


    Rob Zombie’s Halloween: Slasher Bonding With Mom:

    I know most people view Horror as a solitary genre, but for me, it’s deeply relational. Rob Zombie’s Halloween film, to name one series. Yes, both his 2007 remake and its 2009 sequel are movies I’ve watched countless times, almost always with my mom.

    • A shared language of fear: Watching slasher films together created a bond built on something unexpected: safety in shared adrenaline. There’s intimacy in experiencing fear alongside someone you trust.
    • The brutality of grief: Zombie’s Halloween films are often criticized for their brutality. Though, that brutality mirrors the rawness of loss and trauma. Watching them now, without my mom has become a way to sit with difficult emotions without having to name them directly.
    • More than Michael Myers: Beyond the slasher icon, these films explore family dysfunction, survival, and the origins of violence. All themes that invite deeper conversation long after the credits roll.

    Horror has been studied for its social bonding effects. A 2020 study in Journal of Media Psychology found that shared horror viewing increases cohesion and trust between viewers. Though, particularly when watched in safe, familiar contexts. The adrenaline response, when experienced alongside a trusted companion, can strengthen relational bonds. This further explains why slasher films became a ritual between my mom and me.


    The Scary Movie Franchise – Parody, Friendship, and Growing Up:

    If Grey’s Anatomy gave me emotional chaos and Halloween gave me bonding with my mom. Then the Scary Movie franchise, particularly the early entries with the Wayans brothers, gave me laughter with friends. Although we liked other parodies and road trip themed movies these ones stick out the most.

    • Middle school and high school rituals: Watching Scary Movie with my friends during sleepovers and weekend hangouts became a rite of passage. The humor was ridiculous, the references were often inappropriate, and that was exactly the point.
    • Shorty (and the ensemble): The late, great Marlon Wayans as Shorty Meeks, brought an iconic, unhinged energy that made the parodies land. The franchise’s ability to lampoon horror tropes while still clearly loving the genre made it a perfect bridge between genuine horror fandom and comedy.
    • Shared cultural literacy: Scary Movie gave my friends and I a shared vocabulary. To this day, certain lines or scenes function as inside jokes that instantly transport us back to crowded living rooms, too much junk food, and the kind of laughter that makes your stomach hurt.

    Parody serves an important cultural function. Media scholars note that parody requires deep familiarity with source material, creating an “insider” experience for viewers who recognize the tropes being subverted. Watching parody with peers during adolescence contributes to social bonding and identity formation, as shared humor reinforces group cohesion during formative developmental years.


    Why We Return: The Comfort of Familiar Stories:

    Watching something more than five times isn’t about an inability to find new content. It’s about the stories that become anchors. Grey’s Anatomy offers controlled chaos that mirrors how I experience emotion. Rob Zombie’s Halloween films are a shared ritual with my mom, a way to sit with grief and intensity in a space of mutual trust. The Scary Movie franchise holds the laughter of middle and high school friendships, preserved like snapshots in time.

    Together, these three series represent different parts of my life: the emotional processor, the son, and the friend. They’re not just entertainment. They’re emotional landmarks I return to when I need to remember where I’ve been, who I’ve shared the journey with, and what it felt like along the way.


  • From Pen to Peak: Creative Strategies for Processing Emotions

    From Pen to Peak: Creative Strategies for Processing Emotions

    What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?

    Best for:

    Shadow workers, Emotionally intelligent Individuals, journal readers, and those working through uncomfortable emotions.


    Navigating negative emotions:

    For me whether I’m overcome with grief, stress, or anxiety it requires more than willpower. I have found it helps knowing what works for me. I feel that we should al have intentional strategies that honor the way our minds process the world, to help us find our way back to the light.

    I have two practices that are essential to how I find my light through the bullshit: writing and hiking. One allows me to articulate what I cannot always say aloud; the other offers respite from the constant pressure to perform. Together, they form a sustainable approach to emotional regulation. These are supported by both personal experience and emerging research in psychology and neuroscience.


    Poetry Helps Me Process Feelings When Words Feel Impossible:

    For many, talking about intense emotions, especially grief, advocacy-related trauma, or even love can feel overwhelming or even inaccessible. Poetry offers an alternative pathway.

    • Externalizing emotion: Writing poetry moves feelings from the internal (where they can feel consuming) to the external (where they can be observed, shaped, and understood).
    • Processing in layers: Poetry allows for metaphor and abstraction, making it possible to explore complex emotions without needing to articulate them directly in conversation.
    • Grief, advocacy, love, and more: Whether I’m writing about loss, the weight of advocacy, queer life experiences, or the complexity of love, poetry helps me sit with my feelings. Or I’d be consumed by them. Poetry creates space to process on a deeper level so I can acknowledge emotions when they arise, without feeling trapped by them forever.

    Factual Backing:

    Research supports the idea that expressive writing including poetry, has been shown to reduce rumination and improve emotional regulation. A 2020 study in Frontiers in Psychology found that poetic writing facilitates cognitive reappraisal, helping individuals reframe distressing experiences. Additionally, narrative therapy principles suggest that structuring difficult experiences into written form restores a sense of agency and coherence.


    Hiking as a Strategy for Grief, Stress, and Reconnection

    When I miss my mom, I try to go hiking. The forest becomes a space where grief softens, where I feel close to her without needing to explain or perform. Hiking also offers something I struggle with in daily life: permission to pause.

    • A break from constant productivity: The trail demands nothing but presence. There is no to-do list, no inbox, only the choice to take the next step.
    • “Church in nature“: For me, nature is sacred. It’s where I find stillness, perspective, and a sense of being held by something larger than daily stress.
    • Closer to my mom: Being in the natural world creates space for memory and connection without the pressure to “process” grief in a prescribed way.

    Factual Backing:

    The mental health benefits of time in nature are well-documented. A 2019 study in Scientific Reports found that spending at least 120 minutes per week in nature significantly correlates with better health and psychological well-being. Moreover, ecotherapy research indicates that green spaces reduce cortisol levels, lower stress, and improve mood, particularly for those navigating grief or chronic anxiety.


    Expanding the Toolkit: Emotional Reflection Journals and Creative Writing:

    Beyond poetry and hiking, I’ve built a broader creative practice to help me, and hopefully others, process difficult emotions.

    • Emotional reflection journals: I create guided journals filled with prompts I’ve developed from my own emotional journaling practices. These are designed to help others explore their inner world in a structured, self-led way.
    • Helpful posts on grief, transitioning, and more: I write accessible content that blends personal insight with practical guidance for those navigating life transitions, identity shifts, or loss.
    • Creative short stories: I explore identity, nature, and psychologically thrilling themes through fiction. This allows me to examine complex emotions through character and metaphor. I often aim at revealing the truths that nonfiction alone cannot reach.

    Why This Matters: Creative Practices as Sustainable Coping Strategies:

    These practices share a common thread: they transform overwhelming feelings into something tangible, manageable, and meaningful. Whether through poetry, hiking, journaling, or storytelling, creative strategies offer:

    • A sense of agency over internal experience
    • Safe containment for emotions that feel too big to hold
    • Sustainable processing that doesn’t rely on constant verbal explanation

    For anyone navigating life, finding your own version of these practices, can make the difference between being consumed by feelings and learning to sit with them on your own terms.


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    1. Unexpected Adventure: An Afternoon at Rising Park

      Unexpected Adventure: An Afternoon at Rising Park


      Best for:

      Central Ohio Explorers, small park lovers, history buffs, and hiking journal readers.

      Stone Bench with 1918 carved into it sitting in the hillside
      I’ve always loved this 1918 bench.

      Getting back into it:

      Today March 24th, 2026, was supposed to start with a nap after an overnight shift. I wanted to be up by late morning and drive to Dundee Falls by early afternoon. My last alarm was set for noon, but clearly, my subconscious had other plans. I managed to sleep right through all of my alarms, not waking up until a little after 4:00 PM!  My intended exploration was hereby postponed before it even began.

      Though I was feeling a bit bummed about missing my Dundee Falls window, I also knew Luna, absolutely needed to get out, after her extended break. It was obvious that her energetic sighs were getting quite dramatic, so I shifted gears. Dundee Falls will have to wait until tomorrow morning.  Instead, we decided to visit a beloved semi-local gem in Lancaster, Ohio: Rising Park.

      Cliff face along the trail and bare trees
      Some awesome looking cliff faces.

      Luna’s Paw-some Return:

      This trip to Rising Park felt particularly momentous because it was Luna’s first time out of the yard since her paw infection. In solidarity with her, I ended up taking five long weeks off too. Poor girl had one paw so swollen up, and the veterinarian’s orders were 2-3 weeks rest.

      I swear after the first three days she spent the rest of the time looking longingly out the windows. She favored dramatically flopping onto my bed or couch. While she handled her “unjust” confinement with relatively good grace; seeing her finally sitting excitedly in the passenger seat, nose twitching with excitement, was the best feeling. Her tail was like a furry metronome, keeping time with her pure joy at heading back to the trail.

      It was a beautiful reminder of the simple pleasures. As well as the importance of allowing time for healing.

      A look back at the pond and rising park as we climb up
      The look back view of Rising park.

      Rising Park & the Majestic Mount Pleasant:

      Rising Park is something special, to me and I’m sure other locals alike. The most striking feature, and the centerpiece of the hike, is Mount Pleasant. Looking at it, and starting your walk up it you immediately realize you’re not visiting a typical Ohio hill.

      Uneven footing and rocks make up most of the surface next to the trail surrounded by bare winter trees
      I like rocks.

      A Glimpse into the Past:

      Geography:

      Mount Pleasant is yet another stunning example of Ohio’s Black Hand sandstone. Back in the early Mississippian Period roughly 350 million years ago, this area was covered by a vast, shallow sea. Sand, gravel, and mud washed in from ancestral Appalachian mountains to the east, forming a huge delta. The coarse-grained sand deposited here eventually cemented together. Thus, creating the strong, resistant sandstone.

      Mount Pleasant stands so proudly above the surrounding landscape. Later, glaciers moved through the area, smoothing and leveling much of it. Yet, they couldn’t quite wear down this stubborn block of stone. It’s essentially a resilient survivor of ancient environmental changes.

      Huge cliff face and bare trees
      Another view of the terrain here.

      History:

      Historically, this massive formation has been a significant landmark for centuries. Native American tribes used it as a signal point, observation post, and a place for spiritual rituals.

      In fact, a popular, albeit tragic, legend says it’s named “Standing Stone” because of a Native American woman. Her name was Mon-ka-ush-ka. The story says she fell in love with a white settler, but her family opposed the match. When they took her to the top of the rock, she leapt to her death. After she vowed her spirit would always inhabit the place.

      Whether purely legend or inspired by some long-ago event, the story adds another layer of solemn mystery to the place. Today, however, the primary drama was Luna’s triumphant sprint dragging us towards the overlook.

      A look at the gravel trail on the way up
      The trail on the way up to summit.

      Our Solitary Hike

      There’s something uniquely satisfying about a solo hike with your dog. Just you, the sound of paws on the dirt, the rustle of leaves, and the shared excitement of discovery.

      The main trail up to the top of Mount Pleasant is short but definitely gets your heart pumping. As we climbed higher, catching glimpses of the cliffs, it felt great to be moving and breathing fresh air after my accidental deep-sleep session.

      We were lucky to have the summit nearly to ourselves. Sharing it only with a couple and their toddler who happily asked to play with Luna.

      Another large sandstone cliff surrounded by bare trees
      I just love the geology in Ohio.

      The view from the top is, quite simply, incredible. You can see for miles over the city of Lancaster. The surrounding, slightly rolling Fairfield County landscape, a patchwork of fields, forests, and small towns stretched out under the wide sky.

      Luna, was less interested in the sweeping vista and far more intrigued by a particularly friendly family of three. Being a bully breed she sometimes is shooed away from children and people she’d normally be excited to greet. So, after she thoroughly sniffed every inch of the overlook area and played nicely with the young boy she received her well-earned praises for being the “best, bravest, paw-healed explorer.” Before leaving we sat for a bit, soaking it all in.

      View from the overlook on a stone showing trees, rooftops, and the sunset.
      The view right before sunset!

      Changed plans:

      Though my day didn’t go as planned, our spontaneous decision to revisit on of our favorite spots, Rising Park turned out to be the perfect substitute. The beautiful scenery, the fascinating history of the area, and most importantly, seeing Luna finally running happy and free again, made for an unforgettable afternoon. My accidental oversleeping actually led to a satisfying experience. Now, though, I must set my multiple alarms, because Dundee Falls truly does await tomorrow morning!

      Axton in backwards hat nirvana tank top and yellow shorts sitting with and kissing Kelsey in scrub pants and blacktop shirt while Luna the red nose American pitbull terrier sits in front of them.
      One of our first trips here in 2021
    2. Hiking and Mental Health- Why the Trail Quiets my Mind:

      Hiking and Mental Health- Why the Trail Quiets my Mind:

      What do you wish you could do more every day?

      Best for:

      Hiking Enthusiasts, nature lovers, burnt-out creatives, anyone whose brain needs a break, and individuals who find peace in putting one foot in front of the other.

      Axton, Luna, and Kylie at Mohican State Forrest
      Kylie, Luna, & I at Mohican.

      I bet you can’t guess it?

      Who am I kidding it’s obviously hiking. I am willing to bet that even if you’re new here you could have guessed that in under that three tries.

      I’m not aiming to get the best social media reel. I really don’t care to visits the tourist traps in nature. I just wish I could hike every day. Most the time it is the only time my brain shuts the hell up.

      Axton in a blank tank top, backwards black hat? Khaki shorts twerking on a ledge at Nelson’s ledges state park.
      Shake what yo’ momma gave ya.

      The trail doesn’t care about your to-do list, what you wear, or the color of your hair. It cares where you put your foot next and what you take when you leave.

      The Trail Works & The Noise Stops:

      Once I get out there, the constant string of conversation inside my head stops. The loop of everything I forgot, what I did wrong, and everything I should have said in a different way…finally just, fades. For once it isn’t from just ignoring it. I can’t afford to. If you ask me, honestly, none of us can pay that price.

      When you’re picking your way down a slick forrest trail in the rain, if snow is to your shins and a mile feels like ten, or while you are watching for roots under leaves, there’s no room for my racing thoughts. The only thing that matters is the next place my foot is pushed into the ground.

      A pitbull in a blue collar sits on a trail surrounded by fall leaves.
      Luna, my precious!

      My brain treats every thought like an urgent bulletin, and the wild is the only place I don’t have to answer.

      No Explaining Required:

      The woods do not need my pronouns. Water doesn’t wonder about my medical history. Moss on sandstone doesn’t care if I’m too much. Out there, I’m not a transgender man I have nothing to prove to the trees.

      I’m not a publisher, a healthcare worker, or a son who lost his mother too young. When I hit the trailhead I am but just a person with a dog. In the wild i spend my time moving through a world that existed long before me and will exist long after I leave it.

      That kind of quiet? You can’t buy it. There is no chance you can meditate your way there, either. You have to earn it. By every step and every mile, until your shoulders drop from by your ears. The your breath evens out and you remember what it feels like to just be… you.

      The very muddy inclide at Rising Park in Lancaster, Ohio
      Rising park in Lancaster, Ohio, truly does “rise.”

      The woods don’t ask who you are. They do not care; they just let you remember.


      Where the Words Come From:

      About half of my poems arrive on the trail or reflecting on a trail. Not simply in front of a screen, and not only in the garage with smoke curling out of my lungs and toward the ceiling. Mid-climb., at a sun-kissed waterfall, in the middle of the autumn leaf change, standing still while Luna’s ears perk at something I can’t see, or whatever may be the cause.

      The words come fully formed, like they’ve been waiting for me to get focused and quiet enough to hear them.

      I don’t chase them. They just find me. They find me most often when I’m moving slow enough to listen.

      Axton walking in the forest toward lake superior
      Axton walks through the trees towards camp in Munising, Michigan.

      Poetry does not come from staring at l blank paper in a notebook. It come from standing at the edge of something you know is bigger than you are.


      Church Just Make It Sandstone:

      I’m not religious, not even slightly. The trail is the closest I get to going to church. Not the kind with pews and sermons. I mean the kind with 350-million-year-old sandstone. The kind that has hemlock roots teasing you while trying to trip you up. Where winter warm ups inspire soundscapes of water moving slowly under ice.

      Where you can feel the weight of everyone who stepped foot here before you. The Indigenous people who quarried flint from the ridges, settlers cutting timber into logs, and hikers who left heart rocks on benches.

      It should be no surprise if you know me that I find my mom out here. She waits on every trail. Though, I carry her with me and yet she greats me at every trailhead and tree-line. The woods are where I can still converse with her. Still the only place I can still hear her laugh, sometimes. Where I still feel her proud of me for showing up, for pushing through, and for always finding the beauty in places overlooked.

      Red River Gorge, Powell County Ky. If Axton fits he sits.

      The trail is where I find my mom. The woods seem to hold onto the parts of us the rest of the world can’t fathom to grasp.


      The Trail Teaches Me

      There is a lesson in every hike and beauty in every backyard. Try to show up prepared, whatever that looks like for you. Know what is worth the speak, what is pushing it, and when to turn back. Respect the conditions and the natural plants and animals that live in the environment. You are their visitors so be well behaved.

      Practice leave no trace. ALWAYS pack out what you pack in. The weight you carry matters and so does the company you choose. Some trails are hard and worth it. Some are beautiful, but all are for you to enjoy if you’re respectful.

      The trail doesn’t reward ego at all. The trail would rather see presence. It rewards you for paying attention. You can’t bully your way up a mountain, have some humanity. Try and fake your way through a gorge but, the trail knows. Nature will always show you exactly where you need to grow.

      A photo of the Big Spring
      Kitch-Iti-Kippi- Big Spring, Michigan.

      The trail doesn’t care how fast you finish. It only cares that you keep showing up.


      The Best Version of Me:

      I wish I could hike every day, it’s the only time I’m not performing. I am no longer the healthcare worker who has the answers, the publisher who is building something from nothing, the transgender man with something to prove, or even the son who lost his mother too young.

      I am just a person in green and orange croc junipers, with a dog, walking into the tree-line, finding heart rocks, laughing when I slip or fall, or stopping to watch the sunlight change the face of a cliff . It is being present, quiet, and exactly who I am whenever people are watching or not.

      Frozen creek surrounded by snow
      Frozen stream and heavy snow right off trail in Ohio.

      The version of me that hikes is happiest. The version of me, I want to be all the time, by far.


      The Days I Can’t:

      I sadly can’t hike every day. Between work, adult life, and exhaustion. Though I do carry the trail with me when I can’t be on it. The rhythm of putting one foot in front of the other, the knowledge that the mountain doesn’t care how fast you climb, and the certainty that the wilderness will still be there when I can get back.

      That’s what I wish I could do everyday. Perfect days on the trail. The calm peaceful quiet, and the rocks under my shoes. I want more of the version of me that exists when no one’s around to bother me. The peace I find in the spaces that don’t ask me to be anything but present is what I’m looking for.

      Lake Superior View
      White clouds fill the blue skies over Lake Superior.

      I carry the wilderness with me; even when I can’t be with it .


      Before You Go

      If you’ve got a trail that calls to you, a place where your brain finally shuts up, a spot of woods that feels like coming home, and you don’t mind sharing drop it in the comments. I’m always looking for the next place to put my feet.

      If you’ve never found that place yet? Keep looking. It’s out there. Waiting for you to show up.

      Luna The Red-Nosed American Pitbull sitting Pretty at Hayden Falls in Dublin,Ohio
      Luna, sitting pretty on the boardwalk at Hayden Falls in Columbus, Ohio.

    3. You Are Not Your Anger: What Language Teaches Us About Ourselves

      You Are Not Your Anger: What Language Teaches Us About Ourselves


      Best for:

      Indie writers supporting other writers, those interested in self-help or therapy, language lovers, psychology enthusiasts, over-thinkers, and anyone who ever feels consumed by emotions and wonders why it feels permanent.


      Learning About Language:

      I learned something recently that caused me to pause the video I was watching. A person was referring to their time living in America and comparing it to what they have experienced since living abroad. They were speaking about the use of emotions passing through us in the Spanish speaking countries they had been frequenting and touched on the psychological aspects of all of this. This prompted me to wonder about how much the way we speak in other ways outside of emotional ones impacts us as well.

      As an English-speaking American, I had never realized how heavy the verb “to be” actually is. We say “I am sad” as if sadness is not a visitor but a permanent resident. We say “I am anxious” as if anxiety is our address rather than a temporary weather pattern. Though these feelings are debilitating for some of us, we do not live inside of them always.

      Emotion:

      The English language, particularly American English, favors the verb “to be.” If we feel something, we are that thing, can you say dramatics. I’m kidding but, honestly those who designed the way we speak in America caused this collapse. The distance between self and sensation, is minimal here in the way we speak.

      In other many other languages people don’t often refer to themselves as the emotion they feel. For instance how Americans, myself included things like “I am depressed” or “I am anxious.” Instead, these some of these languages describe the feeling as something passing through them. Anger is passing through me. Sorrow is moving over me. Fear is on me right now.

      I now know, this also isn’t just a translation quirk, but a fundamental difference in how we construct the self. The consequences it has on our mental health, relationships, and how we move through difficult emotions are enough to make me more apt to think about the way I speak regarding myself.

      Irish (Gaelic): Sadness on Me

      In Irish, emotions are something that happen to you or rest upon you. The famous construction is Tá brón orm, which literally translates to “Sadness is on me.” You don’t be sad; sadness comes to you like weather arriving. Other examples:

      • Tá fearg orm — Anger is on me.
      • Tá imní orm — Anxiety/worry is on me.

      This grammatical structure inherently communicates impermanence. Sadness lands on you; it can also lift.

      Spanish: Having Feelings, Not Being Them

      Spanish commonly uses tener (to have) for emotions:

      • Tengo ansiedad — I have anxiety (not I am anxious).
      • Tengo miedo — I have fear.
      • Tengo tristeza — I have sadness.

      Possession implies a degree of separation. You can have something without being consumed by it. Spanish also uses reflexive and passive constructions that further distance the self from the feeling. Statements like me siento (I feel myself) or se me pasó la tristeza (the sadness passed through me) that allow distance in between self and feelings.

      Arabic: What Passed Over Me

      Arabic offers some of the most striking examples. In both Modern Standard Arabic and dialects like Levantine or Egyptian Arabic. The way they speak their emotions are frequently framed as something that came over or hit the speaker. Think of an outside force the self that moves through.

      • على قلبي ضيق (‘ala albi dayyiq) — “tightness is on my heart.”
      • جا عليّ حالة (ja ‘alayya haaleh, Levantine) — “A state came over me.”
      • مسكني غضب (misaknī ghaḍab) — “Anger seized me” or “took hold of me.”

      In classical Arabic poetics and everyday speech alike, emotions are often described as visitors, invaders, or passing clouds. You are not the anger; the anger is something that found you momentarily.


      Beyond Emotions: Other Ways American English Differs

      This pattern of identity vs. transience doesn’t stop with feelings. American English extends the “I am” or the “to-be” structure into domains. Here other languages use more temporary or external constructions. I found at least these three additional areas where the difference shows up. Illness and the body, success and failure, and time and urgency all of which have their own psychological impact on us all.

      Illness and the Body

      In American English, we say “I am sick” or “I am a diabetic” equating the condition with identity like self with emotion. In Spanish, you have sickness (estoy enfermo) is temporary “I am sick,” and chronic conditions use (tengo diabetes.) I have diabetes). In Arabic, one might say (المرض جاي عليّ) meaning the illness came upon me. Thus, framing the condition as an external visitor rather than a core identity. The difference matters: “I am a diabetic” lands differently in the psyche than “I have diabetes.”

      Success and Failure

      American English tends to internalize outcomes. We say “I am a failure” or “I am successful.” In many other languages, success and failure are things you achieve or experience. They are not things you are. In Japanese, success is often framed as 成功する (seikō suru) which translates to, to do/achieve success. They do not link to be successful with their identity. In French, j’ai réussi (I succeeded) keeps the event separate from the self as well.

      Time and Urgency

      American English is unusually future-anxious. We say “I am running late” as if lateness is an identity state. We say “I am swamped” or “I am buried.” All of these metaphors suggest we are the overwhelm. Other languages often externalize time pressure. In Arabic, one might say الوقت ضيق (“time is tight”) rather than “I am in a hurry.” In Spanish, voy con prisa (I go with hurry) also separates the self from the urgency.


      What This Does to the Psyche

      Linguistic structures aren’t something that is neutral. They work to shape cognition, emotional regulation, and even how we respond to distress. When a language consistently equates emotion, time, sucess, and other things with identity, it wires the brain to perceive these things as permanent traits. Likewise when a language preserves separation, it wires the brain for impermanence and separates self from trait.

      Self-Differentiation – The Space Between You and the Feeling:

      Psychologists use the term self-differentiation to describe the ability to hold onto your sense of self while experiencing strong emotions. The “I am” construction collapses that space. Using instead the emotion is passing through me acts to preserve it. That space is where regulation happens. Without it, you don’t have an emotion; you are the emotion. This makes it nearly impossible to respond intentionally.

      Impermanence: Fighting Reality vs. Moving With It

      All emotions, failures, illnesses are typically transient by nature. Neurobiologically, an emotion wave typically lasts 60 to 90 seconds when it is fully processed without cognitive resistance. But when we say “I am depressed” (as an identity), we lock ourselves into a narrative of permanence. I do want to note I am speaking emotionally and not clinically in terms of emotions . The brain, now seeking consistency, begins to look for evidence that confirms the identity. The language of transience like the emotions are moving through you, aligns with our biological reality. It says: this will pass. That statement alone changes the nervous system’s response.

      Secondary Suffering – Shame on Top of Pain:

      When you believe you are your emotions, failures, and illnesses, you inevitably add a second layer: What’s wrong with me? Why am I like this? Why can’t I just stop? This is called secondary suffering. The original failure, emotional state, or lateness was painful enough. The shame and self-criticism that follow are what make it debilitating. The “passing through” frame removes the self-judgment. If it is a just a visitor, there’s nothing wrong with you for hosting it.

      Agency: From Victim to Witness

      “I am late” positions you as the problem. There is no one left to respond. “Time is tight” positions you as the witness. You become the sky, not the storm. From that vantage point, you can choose. You can breathe. You can wait for it to become loose again. Agency is not about controlling the thing; it’s about remaining present while it passes.


      Pause With Me

      Let’s sit with this for a moment.

      If you grew up speaking English, or if English is the language of your inner monologue, you have likely spent decades telling yourself, hundreds of times a day, that you are whatever you feel. That is not a small thing. That is a quiet conditioning that runs beneath every difficult morning, spiraling thought, and every minute you were late.

      Here’s the thing language won’t tell you outright: it can be undone.

      Before we move on, let me offer a few small invitations, or ideas to get you thinking of things you want to add in the comments:

      • What emotion have you been telling yourself you “are” that you know now to be just be passing through?
      • If you speak another language, what’s a phrase from it that separates the self from the feeling, illness, lateness, or other state of being?
      • When was the last time you noticed your own inner monologue using “I am” in a way that didn’t serve you?

      This conversation only gets richer when more voices enter it. I love to read everything you have to add from your own experience with languages.


      Rewiring Our Inner Monologues:

      Knowing the linguistics is helpful and interesting. Applying it is where things change. Below are some specific ways to begin shifting from identity-based language to a more transience-based language.

      Swap

      When you notice an emotion rising, try this structure:

      • Instead of “I am anxious,” say internally: Anxiety is moving through me right now.
      • Instead of “I am so angry,” try: “Anger is upon me.”
      • Instead of “I am depressed,” try: A heavy sadness is resting on me right now. It will shift.

      This isn’t about toxic positivity or pretending the feeling isn’t real. It’s about relating to it accurately: as a temporary event, not a permanent identity.

      You Have, You Are Not

      If you live with a chronic condition, mental or physical, experiment with shifting from identity statements to possession statements:

      • “I have depression” instead of “I am depressed.”
      • “I have anxiety” instead of “I am anxious.”
      • “I have a chronic illness” instead of “I am sick.”

      This is not denial. It is a reclamation of selfhood. You are the one carrying the condition, and you are not the condition itself.

      Events, Not Identities

      When you make a mistake or fall short of a goal, notice where your inner monologue turns “I am” and “to be” statements into permanent flaws. Practice rephrasing:

      • “I failed that” instead of “I am a failure.”
      • “I made a choice that didn’t work out” instead of “I am a mess.”
      • “I am learning this slowly” instead of “I am stupid.”

      Behavior is not identity. The language you use to narrate your own life either reinforces that distinction or erases it.

      Externalize the Pressure:

      When you feel the familiar grip of “I am so behind” or “I am buried,” try externalizing:

      • “There is a lot of urgency right now” instead of “I am overwhelmed.”
      • “The timeline is tight” instead of “I am running late.”
      • “A lot is demanding my attention” instead of “I am drowning.”

      This small shift reclaims agency. You are not the overwhelm; you are a person navigating a moment of high demand.


      You Are the Weather Person, Not the Weather

      Language is not a neutral tool. It is a daily practice of world-building. When a language consistently tells you that you are your emotions, your illnesses, your failures, and your overwhelm, it builds a world where those things feel inescapable. When a language tells you that emotions pass through, that illness is something you have, that failure and time constraints are something you experienced, it builds a world where you remain the stable reporter of the weather and not the weather itself.

      The good news is you don’t have to move to Ireland or learn Arabic to make this shift. You just have to start listening to your own sentences. Then, when you catch yourself saying “I am” to something that is actually just visiting, you gently rewrite the line.

      You are not your anger. You are not your anxiety. You are not your worst day or your loudest emotion. You are the one who notices them arrive. And you will be the one who notices them leave.


      Before You Go

      If this post resonated with you, share it with a friend who overthinks their inner monologue or a therapy advocate you know that would appreciate the linguistics angle.

      If you know someone who doesn’t speak English as their first language who you’ve heard say “we just phrase it differently.” Share this will them and let them know you never know why it mattered before.

      Drop this in your newsfeed if you believe the psychology of language deserves more attention. The more we talk about how we talk, the more we all get free of the sentences that trap us.

      Thank you for reading. And thank you for staying with me to the end.